you called me up and asked me to write something,
it’s me who knows deep within I am feeling nothing.
All my feelings have just been washed away,
In my life I want noone to stay.
I am thinking of making my clone,
Atleast after it you might leave me alone.
A laugh on my face is all you can see,
But from within my eyes are crying a sea.
In within that sea I want to drown,
That day might be the end of this clown.
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